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Quote from: kevv729 on June 01, 2007, 02:05:49 PMYou want Me to mail You My bifocals.Eh? You're going to maul the locals? What did they do to deserve that?
You want Me to mail You My bifocals.
*meant if objective reality exists, although what I said is probably true anyway.Granny PMS's brain is going down the shitter. Someone fetch her her trifocals and her South Beach Diet approved ribbon candy.
Do you suppose any psychologists that treat the deeply delusional are ever subtley afraid one of their patients might be right